Curly Straight

Juyaya rolled onto her belly today in her crib!!

She also did this move the other night where she was gazing up at her daddy, craning her neck, looking at him with love in her eyes.

Mama: "TJ, are you sick of waffles?"

TJ: "I have to go to the doctor."

Mama: "Why?"

TJ: "Because I'm sick."

TJ just sang "Bye bye poopie, bye bye poopie, bye bye poopie, so nice to have you here," as he flushed the toilet.

Mama: "TJ, do you want to go visit Sue?"

TJ: "Yes, I want to go to the zoo!"

I had a drink last night. Couldn't finish it because I had a crying baby to tend to, which I wasn't expecting. Instead I sorted the bag of mismatched socks as we cuddled. I matched fifteen pairs of John's and probably about the same number of my own.

And yes, the simple things make me happy.

How sad.

I never thought I would actually be reduced to tears while putting away tighty whities.

Granted, they are adorned with Elmo and Nemo characters and I am putting them into the "too small" pile because they are too small. The ones that seemed like they would never fit.

Boo hoo.

Seeing TJ's feet with clean, short toenails really makes me happier than it should.